slowly, gently
out from beneath the sway
of genteel avenue trees
I went looking for you September
you lusty month of weathered changes
out past the fallen gate
over stubbled field ready
for plough, hake and harrow
where a wondering heart found root
and you too were willing
was it that first year
of freedom's flame bursting forth
implanted you soul deep in my passion
or the maturing years of return
ever drawn to your sweet disharmony
slowly gently
there you are my sweet September
in all the beauty there ever was to behold
all the lustful moment n'er betold
sweet sweet September sweetheart of old
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dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Though not with us quite yet, my mind wandered to my beloved month of September. A time of ragged change or an indian summer - whichever we knew not - though it was a time to make the most of what was left to us before harshness chilled our sleeves.
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Superb words d a, September is a wonderful month as the beginning of Autumn starts, my favourite season of the year.
Andy
We do "remember the 21st night of September..." and the melting in the bellowing heat of August. The change of seasons never give us thermostatic control.
These words feed the soul with tangible emotion as September draws near and so heartfelt their pathos in my list of favourites. they belong - --linguistically brilliant Dusk.,
Loved how you breathed life in to September with excellent imagery and lines. An extraordinary piece, so moving Dusk!
Outstanding in every poetic sense of the word .. you just nailed my favourite month too sir ..
Indeed, my hat is appropriately doffed ........ Neville
No matter which season you love this poem conveys the passion and lust for living the moment and its joys. Beautiful
Your ode to September tells us that the change is in the air. To enjoy the last of the blooms, to reap the bounty of the harvest. Winter is coming…..
Perfect!
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